what must i have become
to deserve all the shit that you gave me?
the rocks look like a body in the river
now i just wish that i could sleep
to keep me from thinking
but the thoughts keep me up
its been two months since you
taught me not to trust
but you kept your promise
you made patterns on my face
you painted pictures with my tears
and you did it again
i knew that you would
thank you for showing
me there's more
wash off your hands
its time to let go
release them
give time to your heart
give time to your soul
release them all
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